Live to Serve

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"Well.. I shall leave you two to it then.. Percy you can help yourself to the bottle of Rosewater in my chambers. I'll go deal with the rambunctious fenks. Adorable little things but they really do need to learn the difference in respect we have here." Lady Catherine said as she pushed her old body up from the chair with Percy's help. The frequent traveling and preparations have left her so exhausted recently. Percy couldn't help but smile when he met his lady's gaze. Helping her off the chair and helping her to the stairwell's railing. Lady Liliane saw this look.. and even though she would never drive a wedge between her two dear friends.. she wanted Percy to look at her with the same twinkle in his eyes.. be it hand in hand or by the end of a chain..

Percy watched with silent admiration as Catherine carried herself through the flock that meandered around the gathering hall. Watching her dance and deflect through attempts at pointless political fluff talks. Percy gathered himself, turning to the stoic woman's oceanic eyes. He gave a little half bow, extending his hand for her to take.. hearing her breath catch in her throat as she felt him curl his elegant digits around her hand and pull her up from her seat. "The balcony is in the western wing.. across from the statue of Lord Kheione... I'll be with you soon, Lady Liliane." Percy said tugging on her longing heartstrings as he pulled her calloused hand to his lips. Leaving a tingling kiss on the back of her palm before he went along his way.

Leaving poor Liliane sitting on the upper seating area alone, her hand gripping the railing in an attempt to curb her desires.. Percival playing with her emotions mistaking her longing as a cheap one night fling.. She would educate him that she plays for keeps... Percy smiled from ear to pointed ear carrying himself down the hallways.. passing by the numerous statues of the late Lamonts from the first Lord Alistair Lamont to the current Lady Catherine. Percy continued to his lady's chambers. Pushing open the carved wooden door feeling the creak in his bones. Standing in the doorway the light of the hallway sconces painted a elongated shadow of himself on the far wall. Percy had many fond memories within these four walls in their younger years.. wonderful memories of satin, silk, and sash.. tied up like a present to be slowly unwrapped late into the night.

Percy was getting ahead of himself.. walking over to the large liquor cabinet in the corner.. no matter how many times she gives bottles away or brings them out for gatherings and ceremonies she can't ever keep it empty. An easy gift that bridges the borders of culture and language is always alcohol. Various drinks from all corners of the explored world; Firebelly Bourbon from Mother Mountain. Wolf's Tears from the eastern Isles. Golden Ambrosia from the Isle of the Gods itself.. when Adrianos sent an envoy since he cannot leave the isle..

All of these places Percy had only heard about in stories, read about in books, or conversed with the odd native of such a place yet his duties don't let him travel in person.. He found the bottle of Rosewater, running his thumb over the old label. Bottled in 2E 48.. nearly a two hundred year old bottle.. Its been sealed since the Rosewood Isle first appeared in the ocean.. He was just a young athel back then.. Perfect for a night such as this. His pointed ears twitched as he held it close to his chest and went off to find Lady Liliane waiting.

She was sitting on the balcony, looking out over the dark sea that churned and rolled in and over itself with the always present anger of the sea god. Her eyes distant and her expression solemn thinking of her home isle across the distant seas. The gentle click of the glass door shutting behind her stirred her from her thoughts.

"Miss home already, Lady Liliane?" Percy asked setting the spiral bottle down onto the wrought iron table. Standing beside her and leaning against the railing.. unknowingly given her a full view of that perfectly sculpted cute butt. She sucked air in through her teeth deciding it better to talk more rather than just pin him to the railing like the voice in the back of her head was hissing at her to do.

"I must admit, I do. Tensions were high with our neighbors when I left. I'm sure they still are."

"Well the Iron Isles have been neutral for centuries.. sadly your forges feed both sides of the war." Percy said looking down over the cliff edge, seeing the water smash into the rocks and the splashes clawing up through the air like watery hands trying to reach out for him. Liliane was a bit offended by his statement.

"My people work tirelessly to feed and care for their families and to protect our homeland, what do you have against that?" She asked wanting an honest answer as she leaned back in the metal chair. Percy didn't bat an eye and replied. "I didn't mean to insult. I meant both sides will continue to kill each other until someone puts a stop to them.. Its like fueling a fire. They should both stop I don't know why they don't just put their differences aside.."

Liliane couldn't help but chuckle at his response.. "You really don't know how the world works.. despite being... sorry.. I forget how old you are.." Percy turned to face her, leaning against the stone railing and crossing his arms. "I'm only two hundred and thirty. You're making me feel old now, Liliane."

"Well you are old, Percy. You're old enough to be my great great great ancestor. Hell maybe you met one of them when you were younger." Percy laughed at that, shaking his head back and forth. "I don't remember anything of that time. Gosh I don't even remember most of that stuff back then.. It's all a blur since I don't return home.. Athels need to return to the Greatwood to restore that bond.." Percy started to trail off thinking about his home far off to the east.. Liliane broke the silence.

"Doesn't it get lonely.. or heavy on you?" "What do you mean?" Percy asked bringing his gaze back up to meet her eyes. "That you're stuck here.. that one day you'll outlast all of this.. can't elves live to be thousands of years old..?" "But of course it does.. I just can't show that to Catherine.. She's already under enough stress under Lord Cammont.. I didn't expect this night to take such a turn.. I thought we were going to talk fluff.. after all I thought that's why you came.." Percy slowly looked back down at the ground..

Liliane stood up from her chair and grabbed the boy by the chin to pull his face up to meet hers, giving him a soft look of regret after seeing her question brought his mood down. She makes sure to keep her eyes looking deep into his, marveling at the way they shine in the soft moonlight. "Forgive me for stepping into that subject, Percy.. I guess I've spoken about you so much with Catherine I know more than I should.. How about for tonight we take a step back.. start from square one, alright?"

Percy nodded slowly, his eyes tracing over her beautiful features.. from her beautiful oceanic eyes to the scar underneath her left one.. to the handsome cheekbones.. to her soft lips he found himself slowly leaning into.. However before he could cross that step the nervous Lilane took a step back and pulled the chair out for him.. motioning for him to take a seat.. Percy came closer and flicked his little tail on his coat.. sitting down and crossing his legs.. Liliane pushed the chair in and couldn't hold back all of her intrusive thoughts anymore.. leaning down to Percy's pointed ear and gently biting the very tip causing the boy to yelp softly before melting at the feeling.. whispering softly to him afterwards

"You look dazzling tonight though Percy.. Exactly as I thought you would on the ship ride here.." She gently put pressure on her bite causing the sweetest sound of pleasure to leak past Percy's lips.. "L-Liliane please.. we haven't even o-opened the bottle yet.. Lady Catherine told you more than what you told me.. didn't s-she?" She simply responded by pulling away and biting his other ear just the same right on the tip.. having the boy reach up behind his head to hold hers. After suffering her affection assault she slowly pulled away from the now blushing muttering boy as he rubbed his sensitive ears. His hot breath shooting out little puffs of steam into the cool air. She slowly moved around the table and sat across from him, licking her lips slowly as she dug her fingernail into the cork and pulled it out with a comical POP.

"She did yes.. I've gone back and forth with her over months of letters.. discussing my visit." She put the bottle to her lips and graciously enjoyed the full-bodied vintage. Setting the spiral body down in front of Percy and smiling seeing him eye up the dark red liquid. "Does Catherine even let you enjoy alcohol, Percy? She's told me you avoid it like a plague." Percy's cheeks turned a red as the alcohol in front of him as he reached out to take it in his hand. Swirling the bottle around to make the liquid dance inside. "The more I succumb to the intoxication the more of a nuisance I become."

Liliane motioned for him to drink, relaxing into the chair as she looked over the moonlight seas stretching off to the horizon and the numerous ships that lazily bobbed in the dark waters. Their lanterns like far off fire flies. "Don't worry about that, Percival. I can bring you to heel." She spoke with a little wink causing the poor boy to pull on his buttoned collar on his fancy shirt to relievate the feeling of how hot he was getting. "Liliane where is all of this coming from... earlier you were so proper and respectful."

"Guess I'm just seizing the opportunity now that I have you alone.. Pent up emotions anticipating this for a good bit.. Would you like me to stop?" She asked raising a little eyebrow.. causing Percy to feel warm under her gaze as he thought the question over in his head.. he shook his head no and put the bottle to his lips. Taking down a hearty mouthful of the sweet liquor.. feeling that gentle scratching at the back of the inside of his skull from drinking it.. It did come from such a corrupted land so that should be expected.

"Not at all.. In fact I'd love for you to continue.."

"Little Percy enjoying the attention? I would have never guessed. Seems like I'm going to have fun with you like an open book~"

"Oh trust me I'm not that predictable, Liliane. You're not very sneaky yourself, you know."

"Really now? I have plenty of secrets you don't know about, Percy."

"But I know the most important one, your ladyship."

"And what's that, my cute little Athel?"

Percy put the bottle to his lips again taking another mouthful as he took his fancy oxford clad foot under the table and pressed it into the inside of her thigh, stretching his elegant leg out to do so as he looked over the waters nonchalantly.. as if he wasn't gently pressing his foot against the sizable throbbing bulge hidden under her woven fiber and leather cuisse.. the moment his foot came in contact with it the larger woman gripped the edge of the table and gritted her teeth feeling him gently rub the underside of his shoe along the warm bulge, much to the enjoyment of the smaller Athel boy.

"Oh dear that sounds like its so dreadfully uncomfortable~ Would you like me to stop, your ladyship~?" He asked sliding the bottle over to her with a smug grin on his face as he continued to slowly pressed softly along her rod.. making the lady knight form a few beads of sweat on her brow.

"Don't you dare.."